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Elena’s POvThe silence between us stretched, heavy and thick, broken only by the distant sounds of birds chirping beyond the cracked window. Alessandro sat on the edge of the bed, the early morning light streaming over his face, painting shadows beneath his eyes. He looked different now—less the unshakeable Mafia boss, more the man behind the walls, the one I was just beginning to understand.He was staring at me.Not with that usual smirk or the commanding glare he wore like armor, but with something softer, deeper.“What is it?” I asked, voice barely above a whisper.He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, his gaze dropped to the bruises along my arms, the small tear along my shirt where blood had dried in the fabric. I caught the flicker in his eyes—the storm of emotion barely held back.“You fought like hell,” he said finally. “You moved like you were born for it.”I almost laughed, the sound catching in my throat. “Wasn’t exactly a choice, was it?”“No,” he said, “but you didn’t
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Elena’s POVThe air was thick with dust, the scent of blood clinging to the wooden walls of our hidden space. Every nerve in my body was on edge, my breath shallow as I pressed myself against the cold wall, feeling the faint rise and fall of Alessandro’s weak breathing beside me.The only thing between us and death was a thin wooden partition—and the man who had saved us was now at the mercy of the killers searching for us.Then came the sound that made my stomach lurch.Shattering glass.A loud crash, followed by the heavy stomping of boots. They were inside.My body tensed. I knew this moment would come, but I had hoped—prayed—that we would have had more time.“Search every damn room!” a voice barked. The authority in it sent a cold chill through my veins. These men were trained killers. Ruthless. Efficient. If they found us, there would be no second chances.I swallowed the fear rising in my throat, shifting my focus to Alessandro’s unconscious form beside me. His wounds still look
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(Elena’s POV)It started with small things.At first, I was just watching. Observing the way Alessandro moved through his world, the way his men responded to him with unquestioned loyalty. It was fascinating—and terrifying.But slowly, I found myself getting more involved.It wasn’t intentional. Maybe it was curiosity, or maybe it was the strange pull I felt toward Alessandro and his life, a world I had spent so long trying to escape.Either way, I was learning.And Alessandro noticed.“You’ve been paying attention.”I glanced up from the papers spread out in front of me, my fingers still hovering over a document I had been reading. It was coded in a way I didn’t fully understand yet—lists of transactions, shipments, and names that carried more weight than I could comprehend.Alessandro leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching me with an unreadable expression.I swallowed, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear. “I… was just curious.”He smirked. “Curious about how crimina
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(Elena’s POV) The silence between us stretched, thick with unspoken words. Alessandro’s fingers were still intertwined with mine, his grip firm yet hesitant—like he wasn’t sure if I would pull away. But I didn’t. For the first time, I wasn’t running. I wasn’t sure if that made me brave or foolish. Maybe both. He exhaled slowly, his thumb brushing against my skin, sending a shiver up my arm. “So, what now?” I swallowed, my throat dry. “I don’t know.” A wry smirk ghosted his lips. “For someone who just made a life-changing decision, you don’t seem very sure about anything.” I let out a breathless laugh, shaking my head. “That’s because I’m not.” I wasn’t sure what this was between us. I wasn’t sure if it was built on something real or if it was just the weight of shared scars pressing us together. But for once, I wasn’t trying to analyze or escape it. Alessandro’s expression softened in a way I wasn’t used to seeing. He wasn’t the cold, calculated Mafia boss in this moment.
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(Elena’s POV)The night was unnervingly quiet. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, my body aching from exhaustion but my mind refusing to shut down.I wasn’t sure how I ended up back here, in Alessandro’s world, in his space. I had spent months convincing myself that I was better off without him, that I needed to be free from his control.And yet, here I was.I turned on my side, wincing at the dull pain in my ribs. The wound wasn’t deep, but it was enough to remind me how close I had come to dying tonight.If Alessandro hadn’t shown up…I shook the thought away, unwilling to dwell on it.I hated that I owed him my life.I hated even more that some part of me didn’t mind.A soft knock on the door broke through my thoughts.I hesitated. “Come in.”The door creaked open, and Alessandro stepped inside. He had changed out of his bloodstained clothes, now wearing a black fitted t-shirt and sweatpants—something far more casual than I had ever seen him in.His presence filled the room imme
